(...this entry was started on Wednesday and finished today...)

Okay, for those who dont know…Im a huge Washington Sports fan, especially the Wizards and the Redskins. Now, I missed the game last night, but how did we score 120 points the other day and still get blown out?! That just doesnt sound right. If anyone I know taped the game, holla at me please, I have to see that game for real. 120 to 137, they were ballin last night. We woulda spanked that ass if Larry Hughes was in the lineup, though.
Now, I missed the game because I had to show face at the illpoets.com feature @ Mangos. The joint was gansta. Droopy, 13, Mood, Myself, Femi, Black Picasso & Kom wrecked it! You had to be there. Sekou the Misfit showed up to spit, too. That joint was gangsta. Saw two former students while @ Mangos, both of whom were in my poetry club…that shit was gangsta. Saw King…err Kuroji…errr, Vincent Patrick. Didns expect to see him, but something told me to bring my poem Baggage Check, which he pretty much inspired anyway. Gangsta.